Hold Your Head Up

In Jr High I had a certain kind of power that I never really accessed. Call me stupid or that I had a common unconscious decency, I never used it like some women did and do. Purple bell bottom hip huggers and waffle-stomper boots with a pretty elastic top gave a clear view to my exercised midriff.  We were innocent and happy adolescents.  Yet, one day while walking towards the school yard, and then into the auditorium, this song by Argent played on the school radio before a dance.  I looked around and Brad Hodges was laying back looking at me, mouth open as in a trance. I walked on by and felt the power I had to arouse a man.  Even with all the complications of peer pressure, low self-esteem and pre-teenage confusion, I will never forget this song or the power that Brad awoke in me that night.

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